"Harry, what's this?" You asked your boyfriend of five years. He was sitting on the couch in your living room. You held up a magazine article with a pic of him and a beautiful blonde girl hugging. He looked up from his phone and glanced at the pic.
"Y/N that's just a friend. Her name is Emma."
"Oh okay I believe you." You smile and kiss him on the cheek. After all, he had never cheated or lied to you before. He smiles at you and continues with what he's doing on the phone.
Three weeks pass by quickly. Right now, Harry is on vacation in LA with his family. You stayed home to watch the house and cats. You text him every day, telling him how much you miss him. He does the same, until one day you get this weird text from him.
"Hey babe I'll be there in ten. Then we can have fun ;)"
"Huh?" You ask completely confused.
He doesn't reply. You shrug but become a little suspicious. He said he wasn't cheating, right? You hoped not.
The next day, you saw another tabloid. This time it showed a picture of Harry and Emma. Kissing. You choked on the coffee you were drinking. This picture wasn't photoshopped. It was a genuine picture of your cheating boyfriend. Who was coming home today. you texted Harry.
"Hey. I know you're cheating on me you bastard. Don't bother texting or calling me. We're through!"
Of course, Harry got that text and tried texting you a million times. One was so cliche you almost laughed. Almost.
"Babe, I'm soooooo sorry! It was a mistake I love you!" And all that jazz. You ignored him and cried.
An hour after crying your eyes out, you decided to call Niall.
"Hey Niall?" You said after he picked up, your voice quivering.
"Yeah babe?"
"Can I come over and talk, and maybe stay a few nights?"
"Sure, what's wrong?" He asks nervously
"Nothing I'll tell you later."
"Alright babe."
Twenty minutes later you have a bag packed and you're on your way to Niall's.
He doesn't live too far, about a ten minute drive. When you get there, he's already gotten the door opened.
"Ni!" You called, walking through the door.
"Hey, y/n, what's wrong?"
"Harry cheated on me. There's proof. He-he said he would n-never cheat Niall. Am I not good enough anymore?"
"Don't say that baby. You're perfect. Now come sit down with me okay?" You nod and walk with him over to the couch.
"I just don't understand. I mean, I know I'm not as pretty as Emma....b-"
Niall interrupts you by crushing his lips to yours.
"You're even more beautiful y/n. And I wanna show you how much you mean to me."
He leans in and kisses you again but this time a little harder. You respond almost immediately and wrap your arms around his neck, kissing him back forcefully. He moves his lips to your neck and finds your sweet spot almost immediately. You let out a soft moan and he sucks on it hard. You moan loudly and pull him closer.
But then you stop and gently push him away. He looks at you, a hurt look on his face.
"Niall, I'm not ready for this. I need to get over Harry." You say gently. He looks down at his hands.
